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PHILLY MOODS & JERSEY GIRLS KEEP LIBERTY RINGIN’

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You face the facts, naked as the day you were born, conceived germs in the Void

Big Bang nobody heard or saw & only pretend to know what logic & reason allow

Simple as 1, 2, 3 when you count to 10, begin with zero & shuffle to the negative

Add, subtract, multiply & divide a One into an infinite division of all things at one.

Broken into infinite shards of subatomic charm, extinction & evolution lies of apes

All we have to do is be quiet for a minute, become Outer Space between THC vapes

I shall find the missing part of my scree somewhere over the rainbow, like it or not

Knowledge of subjects, predicates & objects of derision, enhanced mind of a robot.

Fill up your cup, it can’t be empty at any time, if it dries up it won’t return unto normal

Field of dreams and the perception of reality before or after your deep sleep, so formal

Pretty or not, beautiful things may be the form closest to what’s inside of you, so deeply

If and only if you know it all, then you will find that knowledge is all about a deader sea.

Games, rules, start & end before you know it, having fun or not, it will all end in a peep

Lost right where I found it yesterday, a slit in the matrix above the apex, below the deep

Pretty girls moved in front of my eyes, they didn’t see me watchin’, they had a feeling too

All in a Philly mood, a Shy town groove down on Rush Street, carryin’ on the in royal blue.

Simply too complex to be so easy to comprehend the nature of being alive, a super Nova

Miracles happen, I am one, it was a low probability that I’d have the chance to do it again

A long time ago, I lived & died for a spell, made no karma to return in grace, I’m free man

Can’t get better since I’ve commandeered all cause & effects of Milky Way’s beef bologna.

Prick up your ears, now hear this word in a sentence’s paragraph-full page of a recipe hit

Drink to make your brain swim above the surf from the first shot to the smart & final exit

Sharp needle and silver needle function as the only way to face the day, it’s high as Fugue

Black-out as it turns inside out, gave me a chance to regroup the trip to the moon, it’s huge

If and only if you & I agree on the truth of the premises, then we’ll see it all alike

No disagreement between laws regulating freedom & the gain of function psyche

Hot or cold, high or low, in the end it’s like it was before you were aware of, As Is

Hair on the dog fell out after the liquid gulped down my throat, passin’ out, cuz!

Been up & down, day one until today, it’s nothing personal, it’s the luck of the draw

Hit woman, feared just as much as a poisonous viper, just because of the ruthless hits

Upside the head & stealthy kidney punches finished the effect of a concerto movement

In sevenths, diminished, major, minor or indeed, the chords of the centrally intelligent.

Mask to cover-up the nothingness, as it is above, so it is below, astronauts know it all

They kissed the face of God & came back to tell us all about it, dream in a dream’s fall

Back to Earth after being aloft & disconnected for longer than a year without cold beer

Unbearable & nearly too much to handle, such addiction was paradise’s cure for fear.

Bought a big case or a keg, kept me company with or without a human being in tow

Not my job to hold court for the minions that struggled to find freebies in the hood

Ghetto immersion or suburban sprawl brickhouse & swimming pool, all in every row

If & when it all ends in a bang, I won’t point fingers or cast aspersions, pucker & blow.

You’ve heard it all before, I speak & you finish my sentence and thought about spam

Baseless and useless inconvenience of pushing and shoving to get ahead in a dream

You think you’re more than a thing, but you aren’t, just a thing itself, alone & at one

With that said, it ends in South Texas, in a hurricane, chased her there, prenatal Zen.

Comin’ around to the same wavelength, the frequency higher than normal, kill a man

This one not another one, patricide of the matricide gives the impetus to suicide’s fan

Giving up on the struggle with moods out of control, inherited endocrine system’s go

They inhabited all common ground with others who came to groove & then just blow.

Fear for your life because they know y’all are the mothers’ phuqrz, stillborn to run fast

If you don’t evade the onslaught, you’ll be the leftover bones by the campfire, foo-foo

Fight or not, nobody & nothing lasts forever, check the nothing at the door, it’s all true

What you saw is what you got, zygote to cadaver, mutation of cosmic dust, Philly blue.

Infrared to ultraviolet light produces illusions of the spectrum’s illumination pure funk

I’m in a circular jerkin’, sunken vinyl record groove, 33.3, .45, or a .78 RPM in the trunk

I said shotgun in a song, I did the jerk baby, did it then & doin’ it now, nobody’s exempt

Not one dead person who was alive told a tale after life with tempting Truth, “I tempt!”

Still alive and kickin’ in the stall, as old mules do once grown-up beyond the teens’ riots

So sad to find out that there’s nothin’ but bull’s scat to spread in the garden of Eden shots

Jack Daniels’ brown or Carlos’ Tequilla clearly do the job just fine, 4 shots and a cold beer

Look around the old bar, nobody is there but the bartender, he terminated ‘em all in fear.

Prisoner of Peace just out of the penitentiary full of innocence, mortal sinners of God

Innocent, yet proven guilty as charged, imprisoned with Mother’s innocents in the pod

Not only is Life a dream, it’s not even your dream, you’re only one of all vanishing ghosts

Earth is the stage; accidents are the actors facilitating the extinction of the species’ posts.

Funny as Hell, a promise to the Good and the Evil, backward word of Live, all holy ghosty

Bundled up for frozen tundra, to survive the polarization of heat and all Hot Stuff for free

Keeping copacetic impossible once you’ve killed heartbeats & gasping of oxymoronic gas

I’m not as foolish as my image appears to be, I keep a mask on to keep y’all off of my adz.

Pimple upon your seat turns metastatic and you can’t sit down anymore, you’re in a pickle

Why you got stuck there is because you got the easy reaction from the bored and innocent

Pumping blood head to foot, thinking, walking slow down avenues and mean streets of Shy

I left it all alone, my father & his father put out the Chicago Fire in me, gave me a water pie.

What is live? What is dead? Same things move until they die and shrivel into cosmic dust

Dead or alive, as seen from Outerspace, foreign concepts since immortality we can’t trust

It’s blind faith in the moronic sacrifice of divine death on dirt, signal isn’t sweaty balls, dad

You lied to me, said I’d be OK if I open my eyes & believe in being saved by nobody so bad.

Above and below rocks rollin’ along the ecliptic, magnetized by hot scat floating in Space

Missiles and rockets get the jobs done, it’s the trajectory of the extinction of the species

All atoms are mortal units, coming out of nowhere to return to being buried out of sight

Historical leftovers come & go, commanded suggestions to complete a mighty good fight.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, 2-13-MMXXV @ 444 PMPST

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W.W.A.R.D.?

PHILOSOPHER STONE

#InAPhillyMood @DarylHall & #Stones, #Sticks, #BrokeBones208 @WARtheBAND #HITS #MidnightSpecial #SlyAndTheFamilyStone

GOTTA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT OF THE MIGHTY

COUNTING ALL STONED BEES IN THE HIVE

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Turned it loose as water goin’ over downfalls, sacred, profane, y’all about to @Ye it up

Peering deep into the holy cows, we slaughter & reform into burgers & steaks, shut up

Yo mamas and the absentee fathers qualify for the welfare of abandoned mothers, RIP

It’s the way things must be, know nothing, as Sylvester Stewart, Sly Stoned the HULU.

Fade blue to red, infrared to ultraviolet, discontinue it, makin’ out mothers be too cool

Completely changing laws & rules of being alive on Earth, eat well & be nobody’s fool

Bunt a screwball down the 1st baseline, run like it’s your last hit, slow down for a homer

Put away funk in the trunk, simple bone in an empty cosmic egg, fake Oaktown Raider.

Born by Saturn and Uranus, I am Pluto but not a hot dog, just blown cinders of old Sol

All of us have the soul of the Sol, practicing movements to increase & be enemy spies

Phishing ain’t fishing but you’d like to pretend it was an identical concept, all in a hole

Deep states of blown balls of fire, it’s what the solar system is, no God & no Evil eyes.

All sixteen pawns ready to move one space at a time, creeps look like human beings

You will drop your tic-tacs on the ground, you will see your mother again, she sings

About your life and death, you weren’t here a minute ago, now you’re there, oh I see

Common funk in the skies, airborne mothers of all fathers, Time traveling my scree.

Monkeys flying sideways with wings, anti-gravitational optical illusion, hallucination

You die while awake or sleeping in a dry dream, phantom insider secret, a mortal sin

Real not artificial intelligence in any area, 51, 52, 53 or 4, spacecraft crash in the blue

Common men, common aliens, uncommon as a cadaver under your magic spell foo.

Chaos & the order of the nature of everything are exempt from analysis, believe in scat

It’s your mitochondria that won’t allow the garbage to be released into the latrine vat

Muscles, nerves, organic matter recycles just like the starbursts & collapses of gods

Outside all too human presence here & now, there is nothing, my astronaut hotrods.

Endothelium is moving to keep the whole shebang in the head, nothing is out of here

We are One & the Many, All there is can’t be seen because it’s all the same to a kicker

Empty cells without bars, a void of something that’s Nothing at all, believe in God scat

Skinny Bob had this to say, “Do not split atoms anymore, you will be annihilated stat.

Sucked into the declassification, all secrets disclosed & keeping in mind, you’re gone

Not here on Earth, no sleeping in your bed, dreaming that you’re just a passenger bone

One of the 208 fasteners of your skin & organs that play Life in a holy fragment of stars

You’ll die, it’s certain, I will too, also for sure, it’s the Truth, the last gasp of the WARS.

There is a time when you’ll discover that you’re as ignorant as a newborn, my angels

Phantasm disappears, nothing but dead-air left over, no life, no death, Cielo or Hells

Speculate about ignorance and its trait as being the cause of extinction, all life atoms

Before your conception, you were where you’re going at the end, bum camp of chums.

Poor Richard & Richie Rich are the twins of the inverted diamond, shine on high ground

Mud, blood & beer mixture to bake a cake for your birthday, a clear act of lost & found

Woke up screaming silently, eyes not wide-open yet, matter of cough & choke #WutUp

As above, so it is below, all these things’ forms of animated stardust just phuq chit up.

Tougher than the rest, you can’t equal the inequality, it’s impossible, all is impossible

Hearing, seeing, feeling the smells & tastes all in my head, thinking I am, hence I am

No reason for your mind in your head, starved, thirsted, drove myself to a coffin bag

That corpse, your corpse, all the corpses to be, the grateful and the dead, on the rag.

Written rag’s the bloody one, don’t clarify or the insipid minds will drop a dime in slop

Hog’s balls for feet, baskets, empty holes for One’s kick at uprights, holy cork screws

In church, temple, or monastery away from sheeple, Way up on a higher mountaintop

Mighty mice & men breathe in & out, hold it, held it, suffocated in yonder’s royal blues.

Drunks and stoned junkies full of the refused matter that couldn’t metabolize the ions

Neutrinos and the subatomic invisibles, all there yet invisible to you, me and godsons

Tiny baby sisters will annihilate the species in short order, no more Luv in the darkness

Stronger than the survivors, it’s over when it’s over, as it was at ma & pa in climax’ diss.

Hardy just as it will always be whether you’re alive or not, bluster of weather blows out

I’m climbin’ my grandfathers’ ladders from ashes below my ground to tip of highness’

When the supernova settles into the dust asunder and the black hole Singularity’s hiss

In my ears every day, I hear it every moment I’m awake in paradise, I need a big gin fizz.

Six up and six down, it’s the time of my life, no reason or rhyme, just aware of the chit

It is like a rerun movie you forgot that you saw, recalling in flashbacks of bubbles’ s#it

Dirt roads & freeways into the turnpikes onto the tollways of big, fat spinners of charm

I got big one waitin’ right in back of you, it’ll always be there, it all means me no harm.

Heaven all up and down from Earth, astronauts saw Nothing close-up, bloody aye-aye

Disconnect your two fins from the H2O, nowhere to swim in a Void, sink & swim today

Hair just the disappearing fur evolved at random, natural selection, all asexual sexy

Nuclei comin’ out of nowhere, I am what they are? But, thought I was yo, God’s sonny.

Two bits & a sawbuck just for losing blood, sweat & tears, 4 days & 40 hours per week

Cached, labor exchanged for sustenance to keep on existing solo, with a .44 DNA freak

Survive extinction on the Facebooks, the Twitters, the Instagrams of It, nothing special

Your mama wouldn’t have had it, she’s dead & gone, smiling with lightening & thunder.

Seven continents dry of H2O, the rest disappeared yesterday, they’re all underground

Above the core’s center where the moonshine can’t reach, black, dark, lightless sound

Chevys & Fords let Dodges come around, had the Superbees & Chevelles & Mach 4’s

Pumped in the nitro-glycerin, injected like the love light out of me, wasted the w#ores.

Mama used to warn me before I went out into the ‘hood, eyes wide open, pay attention

City boys find out soon, predators lookin’ for trouble, find me to be all their own, ZaZen

Economic and apolitical as the animals around me walk on two legs, lion with no den

When it’s dark, I sleep until light, if I’m on graveyard shifts, I’m woke in darkness’ sin.

Murder of crows lookin’ for a mockingbird who repeats the song ad infinitum, @DOGE

Hey cuz, I’m gonna cuss and mark my place in Space, in my own black crow, walkin’

All like a man, bipedal Ways on the ground but fly like an eagle, schemin’ on the worm

Heart stopped, soul & consciousness fade to black, that’s all there is, sorry ‘bout that!

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Mardi, February 11th MMXXV Anno Domini at 711 AMPST

{ Commotion with the lotion, drafted the deed above while jammin’ to #EssentialKennyLoggins #HITS https://youtu.be/HsCLRdGtkuY?si=g275ju_tCkAtplVj & @TheFourSeasons #HITS on youTube link @ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pNo2OTI_rIo }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

NOTHING MATTERS, SOMETHING'S WRONG, I'M ALRIGHT #CaddyShack #ImAlright I'mANuthinMan

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IT IS ALL ABOUT THE SCUZ, CUZ!

Three weeks chock full of Time with no Space between the crooked lines, straight for the jugular

It’s a matter of ebb and flow, like the angular trajectory of the unmoved mover, ball hog haggard

Scat defined as the refused, recycled matter that doesn’t matter any longer, ring a bell if tubular

Sounds cause the hardness of hearing, in one ear & out the other, it’s time to go to the wet bar.

Pine boxes have become history, nobody gets out alive, corpses will rot with or without a tree

To cover your skin and bones is to prevent the sight of what you love turn into rotten stat cyst

Perform with force in the causes of effects, no free will to resist the futile exercise, now I see

Invisible to the dead and gone, Life remains the same, live, eat, recycle matter, cease & desist.

Your mother ain’t your father, the disease is the cure for everything, species’ extinction today

Bombs away, lightening strikes every mind to annihilate the awareness of your pretend payday

Animated cartoons on a blank screen, what babies see the adults do, they do, it’s all a put-on

Costumes and disguises of the head are what showtime’s about, academy awards the 7th son.

Pardons for everyone who violated ethics and morality on Earth, all time in space stops at zero

It won’t get any better but it may get a bit worse for a while until the operation achieves utero

Zygote to corpse was always the guy or girl next door, meet the parents & see the way it will go

When it all comes down to this, Ends won’t matter much, the soul disappears in a too low blow.

Funk is the foolish bunk left over by the Blind eyes and Deaf ears after two six-packs of ale-beer

Hot or not, it’s all about the CHAT & the GPT for you & for me, y’all have to have the gods’ fear

High or below the canopy to keep this air from escaping the bubble into the Emptiness’ vacuum

Throw it down, pass it, rush ahead, tush-push into the six & no safety for the extra point’s hum.

Harps playin’ can’t be heard at all until they increase volume & you see the light of the heavens

Hell ain’t below as it’s been said, there is no Hell, no Heaven for astronauts or gods of the DOGE

Mock me, I can’t be mocked or you’ll follow grateful dead into the cosmic dust, I’m rollin’ sevens

Equation of zeros inside the problem, it’s insoluble & a hit mystery that can’t be a cool IMOGEE.

Spreading out to boundaries of the upper crust of Earth, water of iced gods, it’s what’s up

Knowledge and what you’ll come to see is your wisdom, save you from the fear of deaths

Not only your own but also the friends, relatives and pets that you don’t kill & eat for Sup

Wise women & the baby boys they bear cannot get away with murder, not even a suicide.

Bulletproof and invulnerable to pointed arrows, there’s nothing but an hallucination to be

You will be invisible as you are when you’re asleep, momentarily, your spirit hits the scree

Why come all alive, why obey regulations, why you live just to die and be a dead zygotic Id

Ego is the thing itself, split into billions of units, coast to coast, border to border, God’s hid.

Far away from the heart in your chest, a Singularity imagined materializes, brothers’ Dutch

Y’all are goin’ all-in because there’s no free will, no choice, you are the force of the screw

Ground into the metal or the wood to fasten the parts together, screwed the elder putsch

Bums are all humans who’ve given up on Love & Fitness to Survive, boys, girls turned blue.

I deduced hundreds of conclusions to remain a survivor of the pangs of birth, thank mama

She did all of the hard work, all I had to do was choke a breath to let ‘em know I had to cry

About nothing at all except the light coming out of the total darkness into a blaze of glory

Hitting on all cylinders, the motor was ready to tick for a hundred years, being grand papa.

Hicks & the Hipsters all convened with the hot blood soaking through their cheeks & gums

Miniature or gargantuan things don’t matter much at the end, all annihilates fun & games

Screeching for the awakening of the woke, awareness of hot & cold water, melted snows

In the elliptic, a common thread, an empty space, neither atoms nor nuclei come to blows.

Arrivederci my Italian mix of RNA with the German & Gaelic DNA screams for black holes

As if the holes had an intrinsic value yet they don’t, nothing from nothing leaves nothing

Facts and factoids become the only Truth you’ll ever know, creative illusion of dreaming

Breath within the soul & release the hound dogs from the pens, it’s Hammering Time.

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r j j stephan, i

c.  Lundi, February X^th   MMXXV Anno Domini at 444 PMPST

{ The FIX is in, created this flambe while jammin’ to @TheDoobieBrothers #TheCaptainAndMe on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/HCp4GQaLogo?si=-7hVfqEYrDiOW7lq  & @SteelyDan  #Gaucho side-A link 2 @ https://youtu.be/XffMNIN9FVo?si=9fIx0hgutMMrTLrN } 

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